This is it. The final breath before the plunge. T minus 48 hours and counting.

Soon I will be on my way. For now, all I know is that I am on my way home to Iowa. After that, the adventure begins. Again. I still have no idea what is next. I just have to keep reminding myself that God does know and will let me in on it at the right time. His timing and mine rarely line up. But His always ends up working better.

I thought I might be sad today. 48 hours and I am leaving a lot of friends behind. However, I find myself rather looking forward to another adventure. It is easy to get stuck in a rut and I find that the best way out is to uproot myself and go. Somewhere. So for today at least, I am excited about moving on.

I have said my goodbyes, though not the final ones. Regardless, I feel ready for this. It seems like God always brings it together at just the right time...He covers my heart in peace and promises an adventure...what more can I do than simply trust Him?